“This was at a Know Your Meme party at the Museum of the Moving Image in NYC. They had a gallery of memes hanging on the wall. I noticed my wife was wearing a red dress so I suggested she pose in front of the girl in the photo. While I was taking her picture someone came up to me and asked if I wanted to be in it, so I hopped in. Then the girl in blue walked up and said, “Hey! Let me be the other girl!” The whole thing was spontaneous and random, and of course it happened on the one day in my life I’m not wearing a plaid shirt.“ (x)
if u told me in 2008 that in 2018 there would be a know your meme party AT A MUSEUM and not in some fedora-wearing-pony-fuckers basement i would have instantly burst into flames like a phoenix and be reborn as someone who could handle this
“Find a beautiful piece of art. If you fall in love with Van Gogh or Matisse or John Oliver Killens, or if you fall love with the music of Coltrane, the music of Aretha Franklin, or the music of Chopin - find some beautiful art and admire it, and realize that that was created by human beings just like you, no more human, no less.”
I read a short story where a woman character “always looked forward to her period” because it was “a reminder of her womanness” and YES! The story WAS in fact written by a male!
*my uterus hits the self destruct button and tissue and blood begins falling out of my vagina*
to the prankster who put “the moon” as the address on their online pizza delivery order: thanks a whole dang lot. i was up there for like ten minutes just aimlesly waiting, ringing the doorbell, kicking moon rocks around
